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Mar 2018
I used to check
If you had written
A poem
Almost everyday
Now I expect
That you are smitten
alone
And far away
I used to let
The clovers and crimson
Postpone
My decay
But now that I've slept
On nails of riddance
I'm not home
Anywhere I stay.
Pat Lynett
Written by
Pat Lynett  29/M/Ontario
(29/M/Ontario)   
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